My honeymoon in Italy

We'd spent the day enjoying the sites of Florence, had just finished enjoying a romantic dinner, and were in a gondola on the way back to our hotel. As I leaned back into my husband's arms, the man driving the gondola started to sing. He had a beautiful voice. I recognized the tune, but I'd never heard it sung in Italian before. It was like a fairytale come true. I looked up at the stars and thanked God.